Chapter 1808 (1/2)
”Step back.”
The great God of Wuqing drank, strode to the king's dust, and his power increased rapidly. The heaven God Road was interwoven, and the heaven and earth were frozen.
Jun Chen's idea became unable to think in an instant.
Yuan Shen is imprisoned by the cold Dao.
The speed of the blood boiling in Jun Chen's body is slowing down. He is exerting the magic power of the devil prison and incarnating the power of heaven and earth, which is being suppressed.
If we can't resist this kind of suppression, we can't fight back and lose our ground.
It's a real God power.
Although the great God of Wuqing was staring at the withering of the three flowers, he could still shine back. At this time, his strength was the same as that of the real God.
Under the gods, in his eyes are mole ants, all living beings.
”My master said that if you are willing to bow your head, you will only cut your arm. But you do not know the height of heaven and earth. I can only hold your arms and destroy your blood.”
The great God of Wuqing showed the anger of the real God. His eyes were cold and his voice had no emotion. He walked towards the king's dust with slow steps. However, every time his footprints were on the ice and snow square, his voice was heavy, as if death was ringing the death knell.
”If the blood of this son is abolished, our Majesty the queen will no longer be threatened.”
The remnant God Lao Yao exclaimed.
The God of Wuqing is the same idea.
This son is too evil. Although the road to God is broken, who knows that it will be like this in the future. He is not afraid of ten thousand. He is afraid that once he becomes a God again, his Majesty's great career will be ruined in the middle of the way.
In order to be on the safe side, we must suppress this son and never suffer from it.
What's more, it's a good time to send this son to your door.
”Her Majesty has been painstakingly devoted by the kingdom of God and always pays attention to the national character. Will it be too despicable for us to do so, which will affect the national character of our snowstorm Kingdom and become the reason for the Three Kingdoms to attack us?”
A dying god risked his life to offer advice.
The remnant God Lao Yao immediately denounced the Dead God: ”what do you know? What national character? History has always been written by winners. ”
”As long as her majesty governs the three realms and takes the throne of the three realms, who dares to say that she is not?”
The death God immediately lowered his head and did not dare to say more.
In the city of snow and wind.
Countless strong people look up to the ice and snow palace before, a sensation.
”Is that youth the existence of dongtianmen?”
”Why is the strength so weak? Even the great God of Wuqing can't bear the pressure? It seems that we overestimated him. ”
”It's not that he is too weak, but his opponent is too strong. The great God of Wuqing is a real God. The real God can be powerful, but in the eyes of the real God, it is no different from a mole ant.”
”Yes, have you ever seen ants turn the sky?”
……
At this time, the great God of Wuqing had come to Junchen, only three steps away.
Then, the great God of Wuqing's cold face and the killing intention in his eyes all disappeared. He recovered his indifference and said, ”our teacher overestimated you.”
”No matter how powerful you are, you are only the peak power. Even if the evil spirits are like you, the gap between mortals and gods is not what you can overcome!”
”You shouldn't be here or not.”
”Now that you're here, let's face it.”
With that, Wuqing God's five fingers, like a hook, slowly extended to Junchen's chest, as if to take out Jun dust's heart and seize the latter's blood essence.
However, Jun Chen's face remained unchanged, and he shook his head gently at the moment: ”I'll give you a chance. As long as you don't do it today, you will still be able to live for thousands of years.”
”Unfortunately, you don't know how to cherish it.”
Hearing the speech, eleven strong men behind the great God of Wuqing sneered.
It's a dead thing!
When you die, you dare to speak hard.
The great God of Wuqing had a keen eye, five fingers like a hook, and fiercely stabbed at Junchen's chest.
At this moment, the almost solidified blood vessels in Jun Chen's body suddenly roared, as if the heaven and earth were destroyed. Then a dark power surged out, and a violent tsunami broke out in front of the snow palace.
Boom!
The great God of Wuqing was immediately shaken out and stretched out to Junchen's five fingers. He was also shocked to bleed, and his skin was cracked and bloody.
Then, the terrible dark power rushed to the snow palace.
The majestic, impregnable ancient ice and snow palace suddenly appeared a slight tremor.
This is just the explosion of divine power, and it has such an attack effect, which makes all eleven people turn pale and suffocate.
This son, actually hidden strength?
What they see now is this son's strongest strength?
”How can ants turn the sky?”